Chapter 5067 — The Tai Gu Alliance
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
"Then please leave. I said just now—no idlers allowed in this place." Lao Wu straightened at once, his face turning stern. He was no ordinary gate guard but a man out of the action teams proper, one who had spent years licking blood off a blade, and once he got serious he was a ruthless character with a killing air about him.
"No idlers allowed? Do I look like an idler to you?" Xue Jianming gave a cold laugh, and ignoring the several men outright, strode straight inside.
"Halt, or don't blame me for being rude." Lao Wu frowned and barked at the sight, and when the two of them still acted as though no one else was present, he reached out at once to seize Xue Jianming by the shoulder.
Yet before he could so much as touch the man's clothes, and without any movement he could perceive from the other, a great gaping wound suddenly appeared on his own arm, streaming with blood. A pain of incomparable ferocity shot up into his scalp—even a man specially trained as he was could not endure such agony—and he sank down on the spot with a muffled groan.
The others finally realized something was badly wrong. Leaving one man to tend Lao Wu, the rest immediately surrounded Xue Jianming and Fei Yangnian in a tight ring. At the same time the alarms of the Mysterious Investigation Bureau blared out, and nearly all the agents on duty came pouring out at once. Without a shred of doubt the two of them became the target of every eye.
"Who are you? How dare you force your way into the Mysterious Investigation Bureau—do you not know the consequences of such a thing?" the crowd shouted in stern rebuke.
"Consequences?" Xue Jianming laughed outright at the word, and said with contempt, "A piddling third-rate power of the mortal world—I do as I please. What consequences could there possibly be?"
"Insolent boasting! Take him down, all together!" The crowd's blood was up in an instant; one after another they let loose their auras, ready to seize him on the spot.
"A pack of ants, a rabble of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and you dare lay hands on me? Are you all so unafraid of death?" Xue Jianming sneered coldly, and only then did he abruptly release the immense aura of Foundation Establishment Great Perfection.
Every man of the Mysterious Investigation Bureau shrank back at once, each face stamped with utter horror, their eyes fixed on Xue Jianming as though on some monster. What kind of strength was this? This oppressive might was stronger than even the greatest Heaven-Rank Great Perfection by at least several hundredfold!
A pack of weaklings! Xue Jianming swept them a glance of scorn. Had he not been mindful of the Tai Gu Alliance's rules, he might well have yielded to the whim just now and put this place to the sword—killing to establish his authority was his habitual style—rather than merely cowing them with his aura as he did now.
This was, after all, the official power of the mortal world's cultivators. If he truly wiped out the Mysterious Investigation Bureau, then even under the banner of seeking justice for Sun Baimei and the other, the Tai Gu Alliance would have no way to justify it. So he could only hold his killing intent in check.
The agents of the Mysterious Investigation Bureau dared not act rashly. Though their strength was modest, they had at least this much judgment and Jianghu experience: for all their numbers, once blows were truly struck theirs would be the part of the slaughtered. The man's strength was, after all, far too absurdly overwhelming!
"Who is in charge here? Stand out and speak to me." Xue Jianming eyed them all with a sidelong, imperious glance.
The crowd exchanged helpless looks. Feng Tianlong and Qiu Lingshan were both absent at the moment, and the highest rank present was at most a squad captain. To converse with a top-tier existence of such unfathomable strength—plainly they were not qualified.